Each Fever Wyvern carries a unique and very deadly disease on the spines of its tail. To make up for a lack of physical strength, the dragons use this disease to their advantage by poisoning prey and fending off attackers. The illness will quickly render victims helpless before eventually killing them. A Fever will track its prey until the target can no longer move. Usually a solitary breed, these dragons will only come together during mating season, and will flare out the brightly colored sails along their wings to help attract potential mates. Although it has been observed that the wyverns are nocturnal, they will often pick an open spot of sunshine to curl up in and sleep as the day passes by.

Dragons are highly-intelligent reptilian creatures that—from a human perspective, at least—appear to live forever. Many different varieties of dragon exist, each with their own unique qualities, habitats, and behavior. Adolescence in dragons is usually marked by the growth of a hatchling’s wings, although not all breeds of dragons grow wings and some breeds have other traits that indicate the beginning of maturation. In Galsreim, dragons and humans coexist peacefully.

A leather cowl covering her neck and face, a rather oversized sword belt holding the scabbard to a large, poisoned dagger, feet and tail wrapped in sound-deadening canvas. Drilacy is an assassin, an Archanean native but hired all over Valkemare. As her species is nocturnal, she uses this very much to her advantage—using the cover of darkness to study her prey, to find openings, all part of the buildup to the kill out of nowhere. Her weapon of choice is her natural one: her tail. Once a scratch is delivered, she flees. The dagger merely serves as self defence.

She lives an unhealthy lifestyle, as evidenced by her dulled colours, underweight build and near-transparent wings. So secretive she is, one can only imagine what she does hidden away from light. The dagger, inexplicably riddled with tooth marks. Her job is ugly, but she is paid so well. She has a record of such great targets hunted down, she finds the thrill of the chase addictive. Conflict is a drug, to her—she won't stop.